burn down my house - Architects

Architects — the classic symptoms of a broken spirit

Your love will leave me lonely Repeating, "Oh, if only" I'm sorry, I'm broke from all the time I spend Driving myself 'round the bend Drifting like I'm oil in water I swear I'm okay Just hear the words I don't say I'm sorry, the thoughts that I don't apprehend Tell me there's no happy end I'm drifting like I'm oil in water 00:42 DrowsythVeil